Ironman 3 Novels & Stories

They were powerful, connected, and utterly ruthless. I straightened my shoulders and approached. “Ah, Miss Ivanova,” Lorenzo said smoothly, standing as I reached their table. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you in person.” His words were polite, but his eyes gave away his true thoughts. He was trying to size me up, trying to decide if I was a threat or just another pretty face with a gun. I gave him a small, knowing smile. “Likewise, Mr. DeLuca.” Antonio motioned to the empty seat across from them. “Join us. Let’s talk business.”

Seeing Oliver, Jimmy immediately shrank back and apologized, "Mr. Gardner, what a coincidence! I had no idea you and your fiancée were here. Please forgive us. It's a total misunderstanding!" He pushed down on Faye's head and scolded her, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Gardner!" Faye's eyes were filled with disbelief. Her expression seemed to say, "How is it that even the man Averie randomly found is better than mine?" "Averie, I want you dead!" Faye suddenly lunged to attack me, catching Oliver off guard. When I heard the sound of a craft knife cutting through the skin, I felt no pain. I looked up to see Connor standing in front of me. He gave a slight smil

The problem wasn’t over yet, but at least he’s gone for now. I turned slowly to face him again. His gray eyes, sharp and cold, were fixed on me. For a split second, I felt exposed, like he could see straight through me and through my thoughts. “I… thank you,” I said quickly, bowing and forcing a smile. “And… I’m sorry for the trouble.” “That’s the third time,” he murmured, almost under his breath, before turning and walking away. I stood frozen in time for a moment, watching his facade fade down the hallway. The words echoed in my mind. The third time? My pulse skipped. Does he actually remember me? My chest tightened as I realized what just happened. Or am I just possibly overthinking thing

Yohan proudly exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. “Yes... Yohan, close your eyes!” Mrs. Moorsum suddenly exclaimed. Being startled by her, Yohan covered his eyes with his hands immediately and asked, “What’s wrong, Mrs. Moorsum?” “Well... Nothing. It’s just that... There is some scene not suitable for children to watch,” Mrs. Moorsum responded. “I know that. Uncle Eric told me before that children can’t watch it when Iron Man is transforming. Mrs. Moorsum, is Dad transforming into a superhero?”

The blade tore my sleeve and grazed my left arm. Marvin didn't stop there. He aimed his second strike at my abdomen. I grabbed his wrist with both hands, struggling to hold him back. His strength was terrifying, and the blade inched closer and closer to me. "Julian!" Ivan's voice rang out from afar. The moment Marvin hesitated a little, I drove my knee hard into his groin. He groaned, and the strength drained from his hands. I took the chance to knock his knife away before slamming him against the car.